Numbers

[Verse 1: King Louie]
Loud got me caufhing
[?] look like it's walk in
Shoes, they cost a fortune
Wait till I get that porshe in
[?] lil bitch, she lightskinned
And she got some nice friends
They know me and my niggas [?] no questions
Money long, like what's that?
I don't call, I text that
[?] got them bands in them
[?] 2 15's
[?] palm trees
[?]
That bitch on Ashanti
My shit [?] my homies
[?] money grow on trees
Smoke dope [?] blow [?]
Double G's, LV's
Spend it like we wealthy
More [?], that's [?] shit
Loud smoking like bay shit
[?]
I got it like I made it

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers
[?] GBE, bitch, it's our summer
In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing
Put some changе on your brain, bitch [?] numbers

[Verse 2: King Louie]
Add it up, I'm banding up
Money tall like it's standing up
[?] cut it out
[?] stand up
Pockеts full of 100's
[?] dumb sluts
Getting head from a [?] ho
Big faces in my cargo
Money long like [?]
[?] GBE
In the street like pot holes
Sneak dissing ass niggas
I don't like them like [?]
Belt chrome, my Prada shoes
I got more money than a lotta dudes
My team eat, a lotta food
[?]
Throwing money, it's raining men
[?]
I'm [?] king like [?]
[?]
With your bitch [?] friends
[?] ladies man
Doing numbers like [?]

[Chorus: Fredo Santana]
Pulling up in that porshe, yeah it cost numbers
[?] GBE, bitch, it's our summer
In the trap spending racks, like it ain't nothing
Put some change on your brain, bitch [?] numbers